“That would be a deterrent, certainly. But I think that’s too harsh, seeing that this was your first transgression, as you claim.”
I exhale before looking into his eyes.
“Then what did you have in mind?”
Bridge smiles, those blue eyes glinting. God, this man is incredibly handsome with black hair so dark it almost absorbs light, and those mobile, masculine features. Yet, even as I watch his lips, I know what he says is going to hurt. Even worse, I know I should be terrified, but instead my body quivers with excited anticipation. It’s as if I know that something dirty and depraved is about to reveal itself, and I can’t wait. Oh God, I truly am a nasty girl who deserves whatever comes my way.
Bridge smiles again, those blue eyes flashing like a predator.
“Well, I do have something in mind, come to think of it. This kind of punishment is generally reserved for girls who have trouble staying in line. Are you ready to hear it?”
I nod silently, my eyes wide. He smiles again, white teeth flashing like a tiger.
“Good,” he says in a smooth tone. “Tell me, sweetheart. Have you ever heard of the Mormon Dildo Challenge?”
I stare at him.
“What?” I ask, stunned. Did I just hear him right? But Bridge looks utterly unperturbed.
“It’s called the Mormon Dildo Challenge. Surely, you’ve heard other girls gossiping about it.”
I shake my head.
“Um, no. Maybe I don’t have the right friends?” I venture. “Because I’ve never heard a peep about your … um,thing.”
Bridge shrugs, his smile wolfish.
“Maybe I’ve overestimated, seeing that this is a special challenge that we reserve for particularly disobedient girls. Which would include you, Renee.”
I gawp at him. Literally, my mouth’s open as I stare.
“I know what I did was wrong, but is this something … I don’t know, illegal?”
Bridge isn’t thrown off at all.
“It depends on what you define as illegal.”
I stare at him again.
“Wouldn’t the law define that?”
He narrows those blue eyes at me, almost squinting a little.
“You know, little girls who ask too many questions get even more punishment,” he says in a faintly menacing tone. “They often find themselves in hot water before they even realize they’re in trouble.”
I nod immediately, biting my lip.
“My apologies, Elder Jessop. But please, tell me what this challenge entails.”
He sits back, that massive form relaxing against the couch.
“It’s not complicated, actually. Basically, we’re testing a young woman’s ability to stretch. Down there, of course.”
I stare at him again. This situation is quickly spiraling out of control, even as a heat grows between my thighs.
“Down where?” I ask in faint voice.
“In your pussy of course,” the older man says in a pleasant tone, like this is totally normal. “Basically, I’d line up a series of dildos on a table. You’d take off your sweet panties and then try each one out, starting with the smallest. You’d be stretching yourself, with me there as a witness of course.”